while I'm waiting for my turn, See! I don't wanna wait in vain for your love; I don't wanna wait in vain for your love; I don't wanna wait in vain for
your legs around the radio Get ready for my solo Timing is everything You can't touch me with that thing Timing is everything It's everything O timing
my sisters? This one?s for the brothers The brothers, the brothers Said I be rappin? for da ladies What?s up ladies? But this one?s for da brothers The
I am done, it's time for you to cum Back to the grave Our affair is through, I've no more use for you, you've paid your deathly dues Back to the grave
while Time seems to freeze Chorus In between second thoughts You've landed me in pain again And I just can't walk away From these troubled times And leave you here Guitar Solo
It's par for the course You bet the wrong horse You put down the phone and cried For yourself And for what You couldn't have A plea That won't do Now
the reason that your hear for, ever heard of the thing in the hood that the real is callin low low, but thats somebody cuzin for ya in to rollin solo,
FZ: We're shooting the uh, title sequence for Uncle Meat right now, which is the name of the Mothers of Invention movie that we've been working on for
above your head, Accused of witchcraft, for making metal It's time to burn, Hell on Earth, a second birth An Age of pain. Lapsing into time, gazing on
[music by Walsh/Sykes, lyrics Walsh] Stained souls Humanity deprived Manipulation for greed Feeding of broke system Power hungry authority One world.
up for Mama She'll get hot for you When they pass that basket Folk contribute to You put in for Mama She'll put out for you The folks atop the ladder
on beer cans (And shingles) Janet Jackson: This must be the spookulous Another song with no singers Lyrics no voices And uninterrupted solos Unseen
do! I've been saving for years Yes I know you really have For a show just like this, For a really stupid show With potatoes and queers I'll say it's
're learning to stretch our skin Every time THEY bring us back to life Little jars come down from the shelves Every time we feel the sting Every time
deyoung Lead vocals by dennis deyoung Oh oh oh oh oh Penny pitching on the walk Waiting for the bus to arrive Me and davy playing sport Watching for
my futures threads Play the violent strings of my symphony SOLO Transcend the absence of this fantasy Just another vision Washed away with the tide No place for
points Not to support the bands I look around with contempt in my blood for what I see A weak scene; tainted and watered down Its time to rectify and
I'm waiting for my turn, See! I don't wanna wait in vain for your love; I don't wanna wait in vain for your love; I don't wanna wait in vain for your
